When In Love?

[Alm Hlgh]

When you in love you ____? (fill in blank)

Hey guys I'm working on a new novel... Hmm, couldn't tell you exactly what's it about but it is romance one of my fav genres.... But I would like some ideas from different perspectives about how people are when they are in love. How do you feel? How do act? What do you expect? What do you do? Are older people in love different from young people in love?

Btw, I can share the title (working) with you: Cougars, Tigers & Bears: The Playground

There's a lot of mixed love in the story, older women younger men, friends with benefits, unlikely pairing that breaks rules, hearts and illusions of reality; love relationships vs. relationships built on convenience and social status; good people loving bad people.

They say that love makes people do strange (weird) things; therefore I'm asking you what have you done strange (or not so strange) when you are/ were in love?

When in Love I __________________


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[Namekuseijin]

When in love I lose my marbles.

[elizilla]

The person in love is generally an unreliable narrator.

[Alm Hlgh]

Originally Posted by Namekuseijin

When in love I lose my marbles.

that's one of the funnies lines yet... the other one is just below your post...

[Alm Hlgh]

Originally Posted by elizilla

The person in love is generally an unreliable narrator.

that's one of the funniest lines yet... the other one is just above your post...

[hard13]

when in love, i want to be loved

[Belle2Be]

Well, there are countless ways to love. I think love matures with the person, I certainly love my husband differently than I loved my first boyfriend in high school. It's not even necessarily the person, its the circumstance, when your young (high school young) there are no responsibilities for 90% of teens, love is new and unrequited. When you hit college, you're discovering yourself, and find out that there is more to love that the boy in high school. When you're out of college, you're in the working world, and now you have responsibilities of an adult, rent, bills, etc, that all make life a little more complicated. So of course love will change along with all of that. I do believe that's the rule though, but not the exceptions. When a couple has children, love changes, because now you have someone to love in a way you've never experienced before, and its new and exciting, but you also have to continue to nurture the love with your partner, as well as the refreshed love you have for him/her when you look at the human you created.
I can't really think of anything strange that I've done while in love, usually the strange stuff happens when coping with loss of love. I've never been one to lose myself, when in a relationship, but I know many who do. I've also dated several men at a time (dated and kissed, but nothing further than that!) when I was essentially in college, they all knew about each other though, and still thought I was worth it I guess. I won a couple hearts with my Karaoke skills (must have 2 shots of jager, at 3 shots I can no longer read the prompter!). I quickly learned how to score free drinks, ("Oh wow, what is that? (looking at his drink) "Oh, it's a this, you've never had one? Bartender!").
Well, that might not be the info you're looking for, LOL, but I can't really think of strange things I did while IN love. Now while trying to FIND love, that's a different story

[Freeshadow]

Being in love you are on drugs
of your own bodys production.
when they wear off - it mostly sucks;
that's why I avoid this seduction

[beppe]

When in love I do not need anything else that being with, in all possible ways, the closer the better. I like the obsession, the search for more, the all out, the delirium.

Strange things? All that comes to mind, that can give us both pleasure and joy, that can increase desire and help transcend. That makes us both laugh. I am not good with pain neither giving nor receiving it, so of that I know nothing, but of laughs yes, and of joy, and of letting go all the way all that I could imagine and a little more. And there is so much that I have not tried yet ... Extraneous substances? I do not dig those anymore, although I remember a tiny Berkeley purple that made me into a white horse running wild over a green expanse of gently rolling hills and an other time a small fish swimming upstream in a lazy river, until the warm waters and the fish found a pond were we played with splashing and being splashed to our content. The open window stills are painted of white, the sky is blue and the air brings spicy memories of faraway places. Suddenly the street is silent, nobody dares to emit a sound not to break the magic that we have given to us all.

Age? No effects whatsoever. It was like that when I started as a young kid, so in love that my mother had pity of me and managed to call her to come to the house and have tea. Yes, my mother she was really nice. That is how it started and I was maybe 13. Nothing going except a broken heart. With time it gets better as means and understanding increase. One remains greedy, maybe even more, but learns to take it by smaller bytes and sips so that nothing is wasted and it last longer. With age things tend to become simpler, undiluted, purer in the sense that if we watch a movie that we do, and if we discuss poetry is for enjoying the poetry and not for other reasons. Body decadence? I am lucky, no signs of it yet.

So much for being in love, myself. For your other questions, about the themes you want to touch, let me briefly check them out

older women younger men. A story, now that I remember there were three, more summer things than stories (I have to stop remembering but they keep coming up: when I was a young boy in college I was even more handsome than now - if possible - and attracted them like an honey pot, but I have to stop now, they are already 6 and I am not proud of all of them), an almost story, that I do regret to have not followed. I was stirred but ... afraid? out of my depth? who knows. And now I remember an other one that I do not want to think about. Yeah I was not such a nice person way back. Just two but much more than stories the way around.

friends with benefits, oh yes how nice, how healthy, how simple, how comfortable, too bad that there is no ground for passion, and without passion, what's the point. It is just lust. If there is the chance of passion they are very dangerous indeed. Big troubles ahead.

unlikely pairing that breaks rules, hearts and illusions of reality; maybe unlikely, but I do not have rules, I have a breakable heart and live of illusions, so that could be my story, in a general sense.

love relationships vs. relationships built on convenience and social status; not my cup of tea.

good people loving bad people. Neither. I have been very lucky.

As a close I can contrast my initial statement with a new concept, for me, a sort of cultural revolution, that I am considering. That of quiet intimacy as alternative to the emotional tempests of my sentimental life up to now. How to trade in some of the intemperance and delirium for more depth and intensity. It might become my new look.

[CazMar]

You close your eyes to all the imperfections of your beloved (your friends don't!)
You forget everything else and walk around in a cloud.

Luckily it wears off in about 3 weeks and you then realise those old stories about Cupid and the arrows were probably true - or else why did you fall (ever so briefly) for that slightly overweight, egotistical and messy moron?

[Vonta]

when I'm in love, walking and talking are not my friends.

[wyndslash]

When in Love I embarrass myself

[Mortis]

When in love I embarrass the person I'm in love with, thats how I know, they don't run away. Note, hobbling isn't usually acceptable!

[lene1949]

I gave it up about 20 years ago...

[nohmi2]

Originally Posted by lene1949

I gave it up about 20 years ago...

If your heart can still do flip-flops when you hear him arriving home after being together for many years.......that's love.



Cheers